she says,
after our third date
in a relationship going nowhere.
you know, she says,
before we go any further.
do you understand?
the waiter brings the check
which makes her suddenly
run to the bathroom.
i wait for her to come back then
i take out my wallet and
pay another hundred and twenty
five dollars for our
dinner.
do you know what i mean
about not going any further,
she says.
i smile. of course i do buttercup.
good she says, then asks
the waiter for a doggy box
to put her dinner in that
she hardly touched.
i can make four meals out
of this for the week, she says.
thank you so much.
are we good for next saturday.
there's a new restaurant in town
i'd like to try out.
why don't i just take you
to safeway, i tell her,
and you can buy groceries instead.
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